I want to be bit
To be bruised
The indents of your need molded into my flesh
The moment shared embedded into me
As I trace my fingers over the surface
To feel the word... Mine... Carved into my skin
Delicious memory creeping an upturn in the muscles in my lips
Growth of unashamed desire sliding across my thigh
An ache to relish
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truly just learn the phrase "I did not like this" instead of trying to give some moral or ethical reasoning behind why it's actually evil and morally wrong and problematic. you are allowed to just not like things because they're not good in your personal opinion, they don't have to be problematic you can just not like them
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i feel like all i do is watch people and notice all the beautiful things about them and try to understand them fully and no one does that for me … sometimes i feel like i’m just a mirror to reflect people back to themselves. a vessel for love and that’s it… i make everyone else into poetry and no one else sees me the way i see them it’s so depressing
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Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head, Warsan Shire
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